Lividity

Putrid, rancid mesh of flesh, set fire by desire. Burning to ash, then collected, for our sadistic pleasing. Carving pentagram onto virgins back, masses silently chant. For a end to it all. Enter the chamber of bone, forgive me for the horrors you se

I am the sheep in the black wool Knock at your door, my sight you adore Your smile so bold, my dick I wish you would hold Dressed to impress, in my Sunday best You think I'm great, but I'm really a piece of shit Open your door, my manners are the bes